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I will point out the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It needs to arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to check out any even more may leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from lots of different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug practice ... others because they have a need for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are extremely well educated and come from more wealthy homes ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest profession.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, full of raving hormones, who understood she liked sex and who just desired to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary requirements. Being sensible and practical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a good friend like Linda didn't help, but rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Dad a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, checking out far countries. Mother was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular stars ... I need to state she was great at it. One sis Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blonde hair and eyes of blue (same as the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical studious one, constantly understood what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a attorney ... took after father (studious that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mother. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mother, some of her leading men shared her bed when daddy was away ... mind there was nothing to say daddy wasn't doing the same thing ... you know sailors and their reputation, plus he was excellent looking. When going to dad's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... could write a whole chapter on that alone, I was very familiar with sailors and ships . Here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager ready, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply occurs to be searching for girls who are most prepared, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent recipe. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and image's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and pictures of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They restore a lot of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other dubious involvements he could manage it. That and the brand new Mercedes he constantly drove. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to understand all that at the time. I was developing extremely perfectly and I knew it. I liked the idea that I could use and control men with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My best friend Linda and I would intentionally wear the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the malls and pathways understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes strongly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more sensible good friends told us that we were trying to find problem and heading for a failure ... however what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I knew everything and might look after my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of lady that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw material that he could mould and manipulate and might use in his business ... the prostitution service. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and very convincing guy. He made business sound so simple and amazing , even discussing the moral problems of prostitution slowly persuading me it was the right thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's home in addition to my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and convince me to put those assets to good use. Linda had been a prostitute in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You may state she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I was both delighted and terrified at the exact same time ... they made it sound so easy, so simple. Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of pocket cash from my parents.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyhow Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't use you her area any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have to go ... however if I can discover you some alternative area I'll do my best for you Peter was utilizing the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you desire it more. Again I was too young and too na´ve to realize this is what he was doing to me today, as I got older I ended up being much wiser to the tricks of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I might ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, present provocatively and wait to be approached by the person or men plural. They would either troll past in their vehicle (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a good time and see what the response was, I would ask. From then on it was just a matter of seeing where it lead. If they said yes and asked just how much? I would tell them and I was not to negotiate any of the rates. I believe it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were trying to encourage me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or presents, I 'd done it many times with Linda, mainly older guys, however this would be my very first full-time effort and completely view of the public. The preconception of prostitute didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a huge video game, just a little bit of enjoyable. I truly wasn't seeing the larger picture and the repercussions. Linda ensured me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had very few problems to date and look at Sally, her sister, she 'd been on the game for over five years. I did so wish to say yes, however nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much wish to but.
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